Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Samoa and from Seoul.
But I was there.
I was there in .
I was there at the first Suicide show in New York.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Spokane and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Mexico City kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1984 at the first Arcadia practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the synthesizer sounds with much patience.
I was there when David Bowie started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Arthur Verocai to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Quadrant. All the underground hits.
All Grandmaster Flash tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Techniques record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Ronan record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your clarinet and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a clarinet.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Tres Demented,
Harmonia,
Motorama,
U.S. Maple,
The Techniques,
The Count Five,
The Tremeloes,
The Standells,
Tears for Fears,
Qualms,
Mr. Review,
Todd Terry,
Main Source,
Harpers Bizarre,
Marcia Griffiths,
Iggy Pop,
The Modern Lovers,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Smog,
The Knickerbockers,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Vladislav Delay,
Public Enemy,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Black Sheep,
Nas,
Rowland S Howard / Lydia Lunch,
Index,
Arab on Radar,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
The Neon Judgement,
Colin Newman,
The Gladiators,
The Leaves,
Arthur Verocai,
Rhythim Is Rhythim,
The Walker Brothers,
Gregory Isaacs,
Pagans,
Alison Limerick,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Erykah Badu,
Visage,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Albert Ayler,
Young Marble Giants,
Delon & Dalcan,
Sugar Minott,
Judy Mowatt,
Erasure,
Nils Olav,
The Dirtbombs,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
The Sonics,
Television Personalities,
Bobbi Humphrey,
Avey Tare,
The Fortunes,
Boredoms,
New Order, New Order, New Order, New Order.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.